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I can't believe that I've made it this far
With God on my side, I don't care who you are
Started from the bottom now we here by grace
And everything

Coz this is my story, my paper back
Go and stand up proud! don't hunch your back
Invest your time in you! you're your piggy bank
Remember who you are

to you more
Wish it wasn't my fault
Wish it wasn't part of how I take off
Living with the burden of a day one
Isn't it a pity the way that I may run?
I saw

Came straight out of my bed
Cause you popped up in my dreams
It felt like pure fantasy
So i popped up on your screen
Wish me luck tell me are you

This righteous retribution
Paints a pretty picture of your demise
Finally my need for vengeance will be satisfied
Chest torn open all the maggots

Inherited Scars

Sage Francis

Personal Journals

2002

Next time you want to paint with razor blades and need a canvas use my skin 

[Verse Two]
You're hiding your sins well, but I see the hell that your

Model Friend

Level 42

Forever Now

1994

to hide it but you know I can't be true
We could stick together to the bitter end
But you know I'll never be a model friend

Oh man, you know I tried

to hide it but you know I can't be true
We could stick together to the bitter end
But you know I'll never be a model friend

Oh man, you know I tried

Ah
Yeah
I say let's hang out, frantic you lie
You vex me fool, throw a tantrum and cry
Text those who tell me why friends won't die
Did my fucking

of place
You can till that my tools for this shit are too great 
To be sharpened by those who still stand in my way 
I can't throw em away so man starting

to the ground
Don't the listen the lies
I can hear the sound

O we just gotta believe
That through it all you are loved by your friends and your king

I know

by your legs too
And grab you by your hairdo
And break your neck and kiss you

And you was my woadie
Went callin' the police
Now I'm on my lonely
Don't

something to turn up to
I just want to make something the boy could burn up to
That's all I need when I'm all alone
I mean my friends are all with me but

something to turn up to
I just want to make something the boy could burn up to
That's all I need when I'm all alone
I mean my friends are all with me but

brain and then you ascend
Manifesting through the pen
I paint a picture vivid as Picasso
My violet vibrato
Now y'all go let bob know
This no genre shit
I

to have-you-evers and it happens every time—
Where promises…I’m talking promises are invented by losers who’ll do anything to get it.

CHORUS ONE:
Welcome to Sin

chest, yeah
If I slay my demons will you still be by my side
I will walk through heaven and hell for you nothing less yeah
Look around and see exactly how

again
I found my friends
They're in my head
All my friends are in my head
By any chance
You have a minute?
You like to play this game but I think I can

treatment 
I swear on my set the pussy playing defence
Blank stare, toss the chair on my face she seated
Tell her ride me but this clout, you are never eating

were my everything
You were my soul
And you were my lover
But I discovered
Under the cover, I never recovered
Every day is the same
Without you by my

murdered this trash
A couple of axes, aluminum bat

I'm going to war like Atilla the Hun
Paint on my face and I paint it with blood 
You bite like a bug I

Silk Road

Rick Ross

Black Market [Deluxe Version]

2015

it's no cigar
So it better be that Ghost or that double R
My Alma mater is serving fed time
See the streets before God cut off his deadline
Demigod

And oh
You haven't seen the end
We're coming for you my friend

We know what this means
Scratch a liberal and a fascist bleeds

The record's public and we

about to paint a vivid picture.
It’s time to add some color to these shades of grey.
Its time to be more of a man than society’s prey.
If you don’t get